Hard Travelin'


I'm out here a thousand miles from my home. Walking a road other men have gone down. I'm seeing a new world of people and things. Hear paupers and peasants and princes and kings.
Hey hey Woody Guthrie I wrote you a song. About a funny old world that's coming along. Seems sick and it's hungry, it's tired and it's torn. It looks like it's dying and it's hardly been born.

{Bob Dylan, excerpt from "Song to Woody." Photo by Matt Evans}


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